I’m so disappointed in myself, I promised I would never let a man treat me the way you do. I promised myself a long time if I could beat my demons and face the world again in sobriety that I would love myself again. I would stop hating myself so much and blaming myself for everything that went wrong. I didn’t survive destroying myself inside and out to let another person do it to me. Yet, here we are and I have let you have control over the way I feel. You love to verbally attack me over everything and then tell me well if i would learn to respect you then you wouldn’t have to speak to me like a dog. Funny thing is I don’t even think you truly understand the meaning of “respect”.